Phantom Hollow here i found no self control

Yeah, there was something... off about the girl. She was so cute, to be perfectly honest - tiny and pale and green-eyed. A doll, some might say. Lenny was no doctor, but it didn't take a genius to tell that she wasn't feeling her best. Mercury eyes flicked from her, back to the male - Mal and Ibis. They knew each other, it seemed. 

The girl had certainly not interrupted any rendezvous of any sort. Len stepped forward and wagged her tail, hoping to ease some of the discomfort the girl was exhibiting. "Lenny. Lenny Archer," she introduced after the greeting. "Ibis, right?" The male - Mal - had said as much. "You look... like you need to sit down. Are you feeling okay?"

Lenny glanced over to the boy, brow arched. Was she always like this?